I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 18 Mule Spirit

Xie Que began to practice punching one by one, he could sensitively detect any discomfort and awkward feeling, and correct it.

After half an hour.

"Crack!"

An ordinary punch hit the tree trunk, making a crisp sound.

The tree trunk as thick as the mouth of Haiwan collapsed to the ground in an instant, startling dozens of birds perching on it.

Xie Que's Yanqing Fist has been modified beyond recognition, it is far from the "Yuan's Yanqing Fist" taught by Dashun.

Every move he made at this time seemed to be completely natural, unlike when he fought against the Iron Corpse before, where he only relied on brute force and poisonous skills to punch out.

Thanks to the lack of it now, it is almost effortless to deal with the self an hour ago.

Although there has been no improvement in physical strength, there has been considerable improvement in skills and moves.

As a golden entry, "Wizard of Martial Arts" gave Xie Que not only a quick grasp of martial arts, but also genius-like insights and comprehension.

Although there is still some distance from the second level of martial arts, Xie Que asked himself that he should not be afraid of those weaker innate experts.

The main difference between Xiantian and forged body is whether there is energy or not.

In Xie Que's view, Qi Jin is similar to "Dark Energy" in the novels he read in his previous life, but stronger.

Qi Jin is based on Qi and blood, and has different effects according to different martial arts.

For example, the Yanqing Fist practiced by Xie Que, the energy generated is to make the strike faster.

But it is not an easy task to cultivate a martial art to the extreme and to condense energy.

According to Mu Yongquan, there are at least a thousand incoming warriors in Jinmen City, but there are only a few dozen innate warriors.

To be promoted to Xiantian is not only to cultivate a martial art to the limitless level, but also to temper one's qi and blood to the extreme, so that one's qi will naturally arise.

The strength of skin membrane, muscles, bones, and internal organs are all considered to be in the category of qi and blood. If you want to climb to the top of qi and blood, you need to practice many martial arts forging.

Yanqingquan can strengthen the muscles, bones and some organs, Yanqinggong focuses on strengthening the lung function, and poisonous sand palm can enhance the hardness of the skin membrane.

The three complement each other, but Xie Que still lacks a skill that can exercise the stomach.

After receiving the work, Xie Que's understanding of martial arts became more and more profound.

But what he has seen and heard is not much, Xie Que can only find problems in himself, it is absolutely impossible to guide others.

A feeling of hunger came from his abdomen. Xie Que walked into the kitchen and jumped up to take down the fake mule meat from the nearly three-meter-high beam.

He ate the cold egg drop soup without finishing his drink at night.

"Den."

Xie Que was chewing, when a strange noise suddenly came from outside the house.

He poked his head out curiously and glanced outside the kitchen.

The black smoke instantly blinded Xie Que's eyes, plunging him into darkness and completely blinding his vision.

Xie Que raised the porcelain basin in his hand in a panic and drank the egg soup in one gulp.

After swallowing the unfinished mule meat with the help of soup, Xie Que raised his hand and smashed the soup basin in front of him.

The porcelain basin shattered in response, Xie Que knew that there was no sundries in front of him, hearing the dull sound, it probably hit the intruder.

Now that he knows that the opponent has arrived in front of him, as a warrior, his biggest advantage lies in close combat.

Xie Que's left hand suddenly reached forward and grabbed the opponent's arm.

It just feels a little hairy and doesn't look like a human arm at all.

Xie Que didn't have time to think about this, he tore the opponent forward hard, and his right hand was filled with poison and struck towards the face.

A strange sound like the neighing of a horse and the braying of a donkey suddenly resounded in his ears, Xie Que's head roared, and his body felt a little weak for a moment.

Unknown emotions with a hint of fear arose, and Xie Que grinned and began to laugh loudly.

Wordless tyrannical emotions instantly took over, squeezing out all the thoughts in his mind, including reason.

kill him!

I was a little weak, so my left hand that had been freed by the opponent also clamped down on the enemy again.

The other party was obviously taken aback by the sinister laugh, seeing that the other party seemed to have regained his strength.

The other party was just about to speak again, trying to silence Xie Que with a roar.

Xie Que slammed his head against his face, interrupting his roar.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and Xie Que saw a humanoid creature covered with black hair in front of him.

Its hands have been hoof-shaped, and its two ears are surprisingly long.

"A donkey spirit?" Xie Que guessed with his remaining rationality.

The infiltrative appearance of the spirit amplified Xie Que's inner fear, and his laughter grew louder.

The villagers who got up at night not far away were also frightened by the startling laughter, so they quickly pulled up their pants and went back to the house before they finished urinating.

Seeing that strength didn't seem to be the opponent's strong point, Xie Que ruthlessly pulled him into his arms, and slapped him directly on the face with strong poison.

The strong corrosiveness burned all the hair, leaving a bloody and angry face.

The donkey spirit was startled and angry, it muttered words silently, and the hair on its body stood up instantly, like steel needles.

But it didn't expect that these needle-like hairs could not pierce the missing skin, and were broken one after another.

The donkey spirit suddenly lost his soul, the other party was just a warrior, and he had become a monster.

Although the few spells acquired naturally are not considered tyrannical, they should be more than enough to deal with immigrant warriors.

It no longer dwelled on this, and looked at Xie Que with hatred, then looked up at the dried meat hanging on the beam, and wanted to simply abandon this body.

Only then did the Yin God escape from this body, and a hot burning sensation came.

The donkey spirit felt like he was being thrown into a furnace, even hotter than this.

Xie Que's tyrannical qi and blood erupted completely, and before the Yinshen had time to return to his body, he was burnt and obliterated half of the Yinshen.

"This man's energy and blood are so tyrannical." This was the last thought left by the donkey spirit, and then he completely lost consciousness.

Xie Que didn't feel that the donkey spirit in his arms had lost its vitality, and his left arm was still exerting force, pressing his ribs, heart, liver and five internal organs into a ball, and he was no longer human.

After a while, Xie Que stopped laughing, and Dashun standing aside looked at his adopted son with a complicated expression.

Xie Que let go of the body in his arms, but Dashun didn't say much.

He just made a gesture and told Xie Que to get up early tomorrow and call the people from the Demon Suppression Division to come over.

Xie Que nodded, and Da went back to the room by the way.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, and there was a slight sense of familiarity in the corroded face.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Que finally remembered that this was the body of the pregnant woman that he had fished out some time ago, Wang Ning, Wang Cuiyu's husband.

Although I lost my mind a little during the bout of laughter, Xie Qian's memory is still intact.

He remembered that the other party seemed to be looking in one direction all the time.

Xie Que turned around and looked around. What was drying there was the fake mule meat he bought during the day.

(End of this chapter)